18+ "This is more than just a romance. It touches on social and political biases – and the excuses we use to continue them. If you like a great love story, a little bit of action, and a thought-provoking read – this is for you!" Goodreads
Published: January 12th, 2020
Avery King is the most eligible bachelor in District M. His brilliant scientific discovery using stem cells and bionic technology has revolutionized the new world with state-of-the-art human-robot hybrids, cleverly referred to as bionic humanoids.
The bionic humanoids have taken all the jobs, making the rich richer and the poor poorer. Even though Avery is set for life financially, his biggest regret is creating a technology that ruined human lives. As the political heat is turned up the districts, the heat the bedroom is twice as nice. Everything changes for Avery when he meets a unique bionic at The Bionic Dolls brothel downtown.
When Avery finds that he cannot get over his fascination for a bionic humanoid named Amelia, he will stop at nothing to save her from a life of servitude as a common robot sex worker.
Will Avery be able to save Amelia, or will the goons at the bionic research facility get to her first?
This sizzling series will have you at the edge of your seat wanting more. Dive into a post-apocalyptic future where the lines between what it is to be a human or a simple program, are more blurred than ever!
This a steamy sci-fi robot romance with adult situations and sexuality.
Avery's mind raced with thoughts. He couldn't fathom what he had just done. Having sex with a bionic humanoid was the last thing he ever thought he'd do when coming to visit Steven, yet here he was talking to the doll as if she were real. He was drawn in by the scent of her skin and sexy curves, but this was beyond sexual attraction. There was something so pleasant in her eyes. She was warm in demeanor, charming in disposition, and flawless in complexion. When she stared at him with her chocolate brown eyes, his heart melted. How had he been so easily seduced by this robot when he'd resisted the advances of so many other women over the years? He was perplexed, yet oddly satisfied by her company.
Amelia swaggered over to the lingerie that was strewn about the floor. She lowered the robe from her body, exposing her hourglass figure. Pulling the panties up her thighs and over her ass, Avery noticed a brown dot on the small of her back. It was just about the same size as a ladybug.
“Wait Amelia,” he said.
She turned around, giving him a questioning glance. “Do you want to go again?”
“No...I mean, yes...I mean, not right now. Just come here for a second.”
“Okay,” she said, covering her breasts with her hands.
Avery pulled her by the hips, turning her around and swiping his finger over the brown dot on her back.
“You have a mole or a birthmark or something,” he said.
“You don't like it?”
“No, I like it just fine. It's just that bionic humanoids don't have moles or birthmarks.”
“I know. I was thinking the same thing. I didn't know what it was to be honest,” she laughed.
“It's odd. Birthmarks are a human trait,” he said, still moving his finger over it.
“Can we just forget I'm a bionic for a second?”
Avery straightened up on the couch, tapping on the box Phoebe gave him. He hoped that Steven would walk through the door soon, saving him from this awkward conversation. He couldn't forget that Amelia was bionic. How could he? Worse, he just slept with her after he swore he would never do such a thing. Suddenly Phoebe's notion that the bionics were just like everyone else rang in his head, which made the fact that he discovered how to create them even more concerning.
“Whatever you want,” he responded, shrugging his shoulders.
Amelia adjusted the bustier back over her breasts, running her fingers through her own hair. She sat back down next to Avery inhaling the scent of the air around him.
“What are you doing?” he asked.
“I'm just making a memory,” she shrugged.
“What do you mean?”
“I just want to remember everything. The way you look. The way you smell. The way you sit and tap your fingers on that box. Everything.”
Amelia had a soft smile and warm glow about her that made Avery feel a bit weak in her presence. No woman had ever complimented him in such a way. Maybe her life was a bit more valuable than he gave her credit for. They sat in silence for a moment, exchanging smiles and subtle glances of longing before there was a knock on the door.
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